If anyone drove a vehicle over that bridge, I wanted to know about it. I finished setting up my tripwire, and headed to the house. When I arrived I we...t around to the front door, and went inside. Everything looked normal, with the exception of having power. After I grabbed a few more blankets and packed up my dry and canned food; I headed down to the cellar. I whispered for the girls as I opened the doors, I could hear them all let out a sigh of relief. I closed and latched the doors behind me.. A soldier raced into the castle grounds and immediately approached Duke Gorman. "Menon's men are making quick progress clearing the pass. He's past the window of our observation tunnel." Don't report this to me, the King should be told right at this minute, follow me." They ran up the stone stairs into the throne room and requested an immediate audience with King William. In less than a minute, the King appeared. The soldier repeated the message he gave to Duke Gorman."Now?" William looked. If Mistress was satisfied with her performance today, theywould be removed for bed. The sigh was quiet not only because of thelifelike dildo protruding deep in her mouth but also as a result of thetightly cinched corset that crushed her waist. The corset training hadbrought her pre-slave training waist from a reasonable mannish dimensionof 34" down to 24." Her punishment corset could further reduce her waistto 21" and there had been hints that perhaps a 20" waist was possible.For now, Lady. I continued to watch Franziska pet her pussy with the towel as I continued to pound inside my pants. Then she put the towel down on the sheets and lied on it, spreading her legs, revealing the soft pinkness that was there between them. My cock felt like it was going to break the sewn seams of my pants it so wanted to get out and into that pink slit now spread in front of me.“Well, are you going to help me out or not?” Franziska smiled and asked.To tell the truth, as much as I wanted to fuck.